You slipped around the Tree root
Gore upon Your belly
Undulating waves of human refuse
Rot
You kindled a fire in your throat
Crisped the edges
Snapped off the necrosis
Like a grilled carrot
Your shit is sweet soil
Decomposed pieces of the vilest souls
Renewing the ground of Yggdrasil
Filtering the aquifers of the Nine Worlds
Ratatoskr climbs into your lair
Bright eyes and open mouth
Eagle speaks through Him and stings you
Pricking Your pride
You send back a message
The ungrateful shit
The Tree He roosts in lives
By Your tireless tending